a time when we reflect. tonight, "lou's been thinking" about old friends and the best gift ever. here's author and educator lou heckler. >> in the past few weeks, i have lost three friends. i know it's part of getting older, and it still gets you thinking: how will we be measured? poet philip james bailey writes: we live in deeds, not years, in thoughts, not breaths, in feelings, not figures on a dial. there are many deeds to recount in business: profit and loss estimates, new product introductions, new markets entered and conquered. all are notable deeds in their own way. for my part, i could think of degrees earned, positions held, places traveled, ideas shared. somehow they pale compared to the older woman who approached me after a speech i gave at a senior citizens group in florida. i had talked about the healing power of humor and she waited tentatively to speak to me when the speech was over. thank you so much, she said, taking my hands in hers. i told her i should be thanking her, this was a wonderful audience. no, you don't understand, she continued. my husband died seven mont
